Sunday, November 10, 2013

The Puncher

It would be easy to just let an old dog just lie, but when he constantly comes around that tired ole beast gets back up, maybe just to see if it could play one more time for old time sake. He's going to push and shove, putting all matter of notions in your mind. When you thought it would be best to chuck in the last log to burn, that guy shows up with a cord of wood. I believe that's just the way he is, always willing, very giving, even when he'd rather have his own fun. There was no role model in growing up, he made himself his own, invented it, perfected it, and it does shine. Big shoulders that carry everyone else, and somehow seems to never lose endurance. No need to exemplify all the good friend virtues, because those are givens. I don't know what to say it is, but this guy is bigger than U.S. Steel. There are many things that effect and affect, but watch out for him, because off in your business  he wants to ride. Small wonder many that follow with him, needless to say, arthritic and decrepit  might that hound be, off that porch and wagging that tail will be.

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